Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 22 Yan Changkong

Walking slowly all the way, Fang Qingxue lowered her head, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she remained silent.

Yang Xuan understood that this girl was thin-skinned, with a faint smile on her face, she said: "It's rare that I'm free today, let's go to Cuihu Lake and sit down?"

"Ok."

Fang Qingxue nodded, and replied in a low voice. Although she had never been to Cuihu Lake, she had often heard it mentioned by others, and knew that it was a place where male and female disciples met privately.

Cuihu Lake is located between two secondary peaks. The two women walked hand in hand, turned left and right, crossed many forest trails, bypassed a small mountain peak, and finally arrived at the destination Cuihu Lake.

Cuihu Lake is a very famous scenic spot in Waifeng. Surrounded by bamboo forests, exotic flowers and plants flutter in the wind, competing for beauty, giving people a poetic and picturesque feeling.

Standing by the lake, looking at the rippling blue waves and the misty lake surface, Fang Qingxue exclaimed, "It's so beautiful here!"

"It is very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is not as beautiful as my Xue'er!"

Yang Xuan nodded with a smile. He has already discovered that since the fusion of past life memories, not only his personality has changed drastically, but his ability to coax women seems to have improved a lot.

Just one sentence made Fang Qingxue tremble all over, and she said in shame, "Yang, Brother Yang laughed at Xue'er again."

"I'm not laughing at you, but Xue'er, you are really beautiful. Although you are still young, in a few years, you will definitely be the first beauty in the world."

Yang Xuan said seriously, Fang Qingxue is indeed a beauty, and before going out today, she obviously dressed up carefully.

"Brother Yang, you, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Yang Xuan staring at her blankly, Fang Qingxue was so ashamed that she wished she could find a way to slip in, she dared not see anyone.

"It's okay, just a little dumbfounded."

Yang Xuan smiled, and Fang Qingxue came to a bluestone by the lake and sat down.

Looking at the lake as green as a mirror, neither of them spoke for a while, enjoying the peace and warmth.

In the practice of martial arts, one should not slack off, one should not cultivate, but one should also pay attention to step-by-step progress, the body will not be able to bear the pain of blind cultivation.

There is a cool breeze by the lake, and the temperature is not high, but the two of them can feel each other's body temperature and heartbeat when they sit together.

After a long time, Fang Qingxue seemed to have made up her mind, and suddenly raised her head: "Brother Yang, you, will you really marry Xue'er?"

The voice was very small, as thin as a mosquito, but Yang Xuan heard it clearly.

He shook his body slightly, then gently stroked Fang Qingxue's soft hair with his hands, nodded and said: "Of course, Xueer is so beautiful, so well-behaved and lovely, of course I will marry Xueer as my wife, and we will have children in the future." Lots of kids."

Hearing Yang Xuan kept saying that she would have many children, Fang Qingxue's pretty face blushed again, but her heart was filled with a little sweetness, but she was indeed thin-skinned, and what she thought was completely different from what she said, she said shyly: "Yang , Brother Yang is really bad."

"Aren't men bad and women don't love!"

After finishing speaking, he stared into her eyes again, and said affectionately: "Xue'er, I will take care of you for the rest of my life, and won't let you be bullied."

He never made promises to others easily, once he made a promise, he had to keep what he said, and he would never be the person who was despised by others.

"Brother Yang, you, you are so kind to me.

……

Boom, boom, boom!
In the early morning of this day, the sky was dim, and melodious and loud bells came from the main peak of the outer gate, one after another, spreading throughout the entire outer gate, and it did not disperse for a long time.

"Have you heard, today's top ten competition, the sect master will come to watch the battle."

"What, are you sure you're not joking, the sect master has been practicing in closed doors all year round, how could he come to watch the battle?"

"Who is joking with you? The news came from the mouth of the Great Elder. The Great Elder said, let's behave better today and don't make any noise in the martial arts arena."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect the sect master to come in person. Speaking of which, I have been in Qixuanmen for three full years, and I don't even know what the sect master looks like."

"What's the matter, the sect master sees the head and sees the end, let alone us outer disciples, even the inner disciples, there are many people who have never met the sect master."

"Brother, what's the name of the sect master? What cultivation level? Is it very strong?"

"The owner of the sect is Yan Changkong, a master of the heaven and man realm, of course he is very strong!"

"Heaven-human realm, what realm is this?"

"Warriors are divided into body training and qi training. Among them, the levels of qi training from the bottom to the highest are condensed essence, true astral, myriad phenomena, and heaven and man. It’s okay to eat or not.”

"It's so powerful, what kind of realm will it be after that day's human realm?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know, on our Star Island, the most powerful is the master of Heaven and Human Realm."

……

"Is the sect master coming to watch the battle?"

Yang Xuan was walking on the way to the Martial Arts Field of the Outer Sect, and when he heard the voices of the crowd on the road, he couldn't help touching his nose with his hand. To be honest, he didn't expect that Yan Changkong, the master of the sect, would come to watch the competition at the Outer Sect.

However, he didn't take it too seriously. Yan Changkong was only a warrior in the Heavenly Human Realm after all, and in the Heavenly Human Realm, there were also advanced realms such as the Unity Realm, the Fate Falling Realm, and the Divine Power Realm, which had not yet been reached. Only in the realm of divine power can one gain a foothold outside of Star Island.

In his previous life, Yang Xuan's cultivation had reached the realm of divine power, he could burst out with unrivaled divine power with every move of his hand, and with a single stroke of divine power, he could easily kill dozens or hundreds of warriors in the heavenly and human realm.

In the Shenwu Continent, there is a proverb: In the realm of divine power, everyone is an ant.

In other words, only those who have reached the level of divine power can be regarded as the top masters in the mainland, who can establish a sect and dominate one side, and no one dares to provoke them.

……

Today, there are a lot of people in the fighting arena, more than 3000 outer disciples are all present, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of ​​people.

Apart from watching the battle and seeing who can win the competition, everyone came here to see the demeanor of the sect master Yan Changkong.

When Yang Xuan came to the martial arts arena, he found that the ten bluestone arenas from yesterday had already been dismantled, but a huge arena with a length of ten feet and a width of ten feet was built in the center.

Not far below the arena, there is a row of seats.

As soon as Chen Shi arrived, Gu Yunfeng, Han Fang and more than a dozen outer sect elders arrived together, and sat down in that row of seats, leaving a vacant seat in the middle alone. Many outer sect disciples knew that it must be the sect master Yan. Long empty location.

Sure enough, not long after, a sound of breaking wind came from the distant sky.

A group of teenagers and girls looked up, and saw a figure flying towards them. It seemed to be a long distance away, but the person arrived in the blink of an eye, and landed steadily on the huge ring.

At the same time, the crowd also saw clearly that this was an old man.

The old man looked to be in his sixties, not tall, wearing a moon-white robe, his temples were already grey, but his face was full of red, his eyes were open and closed, his radiance was restrained, as if he could look straight into people's hearts, making people dare not look at him.

"This person should be Yan Changkong!"

Yang Xuan squinted his eyes slightly, knowing that this person must be Yan Changkong, the master of the sect, a master in the realm of heaven and man.

Like him, many outer sect disciples on the Sifang stand guessed the old man's identity, each of them quickly held their breath with solemn expressions, but at this moment, Gu Yunfeng, Han Fang and other outer sect elders all got up and bowed to the old man Salute: "I'll see the sect master."

"See sect master." Many outer sect disciples reacted, and hurriedly stood up to salute, not daring to show any disrespect.

"Hehe, no courtesy!"

The old man was Yan Changkong, the master of Qixuanmen. He smiled and waved his hands. His voice didn't sound loud, but it seemed to have a magical power, which echoed in everyone's ears.

In his previous life, Yang Xuan's cultivation was extremely high, and he had seen many masters who were far beyond the realm of heaven and man, but in this life, he was just an unknown pawn in the tempered body realm.

Hearing Yan Changkong's laughter ringing in his ears, he couldn't help showing a little surprise on his face, and secretly said: "As expected of being the master of a sect, he should have reached the peak of the heavenly realm!"

The realms of Ningyuan, Zhengang, Vientiane, Heaven and Man, Guiyi, Fate, Divine Power, etc. are subdivided into ten heavens. The so-called peak of heaven and man is the tenth heaven of heaven and man. Return to one territory.

Of course, it is not easy to step into the unified state, and there is a danger of falling if you are a little careless.

Accompanied by spring-like laughter, Yan Changkong quickly said to Han Fang again: "Now the time has come, Han Fang, you can host the competition at the outer sect."

"Here, sect master, why don't you preside over it." Han Fang was very respectful. Although Yan Changkong looked about sixty years old, he had actually been practicing for more than two hundred years.

"Hehe, no need, I'm here today, just to join in the fun."

Shaking his head, Yan Changkong flew down the ring with a smile on his face, and sat down on the middle seat.

(End of this chapter)